MY CHEST WAS TIGHT AS I watched Emmit hold his daughter, Hailey. The look of love on his face was amazing. I’d never seen him with tears in his eyes before, except for when that wine bottle fell on his toe. Pressing my lips together, I tried to push the memory and the laughter away.
“Emmit, she is beyond beautiful,” Paislie said as she looked adoringly at Hailey.
Beaming with pride, Emmit nodded his head, “She looks like her mother.”
Adaline grinned as Landon snuggled up next to her in the bed, fast asleep from all the excitement.
“Would you like to hold her?” Emmit asked Paislie.
Her face lit up as she nodded frantically. The moment he placed Hailey in her arms, I felt my entire body go stiff.
Holy shit.
I cannot deny it any longer.
Paislie’s eyes filled with tears as she rocked the baby softly in her arms. When she peeked up to look at me, she gave me the biggest most beautiful smile I’d ever seen.
Yep, there was no getting around this one. I wanted a baby. I wanted to see Paislie holding our baby.
The door opened and Ashley walked in demanding to see her niece. Paislie was still not too sure about Ashley and I couldn’t blame her for being bothered by how open Ashley was about the two of us. I’d been honest with her about my time with Ashley. It was clear from the smile on Ashley’s face that Paislie had nothing to worry about, she was very happy with her fiancé, Jon.
We stayed until it was clear Adaline was ready to pass out. Paislie wrapped her arm around my waist as we made our way to the elevator.
“So, two more months and we’re going to be hitched.”
Laughing, I pulled her closer to me. “Two more months.”
Paislie stopped and looked at me. “You know, I believe you still owe me a few—” Looking around to make sure no one heard her, she turned back to me and gave me a seductive look. Everything in that moment disappeared and I saw nothing but Paislie. “Orgasms,” she whispered. My eyes quickly scanned the area as I grabbed her and pulled her around the corner.
Giggling, she asked, “Where are we going?”
I found the door I was looking for and pushed it open. I nudged Paislie into the cleaning closet and shut the door.
“Are we going to do some cleaning?” she asked with a naughty smile. “I have fond memories of doing laundry with you.”
I had my pants unbuttoned and my zipper down as she took my cock in her hand and stroked it.
“How many more orgasms do we need?”
She swallowed hard and said, “Three.”
Lifting my brow, I asked, “Three? Are you sure?”
“Um . . . yep . . . I’m sure.” I loved seeing her chest heave up and down at the mere excitement of what I was about to do to her.
With a quick look around, I grinned when I saw the room was big enough for my next plan. “Take off your jeans,” I commanded as I put a sheet on the floor and dropped to the floor onto my back.
Without hesitating, she did what I asked. Slipping off her sneakers, she pushed her jeans along with her panties down and off her right leg, keeping them on her left still.
“Sit on my face.”
Her eyes widened in shock as she asked, “W-what?”
“I want to taste you, baby.”
Her mouth parted slightly open as she gazed down at me while biting her lip.
Doing as I asked, she lowered herself to me as I ran my tongue along her lips and to her clit.
“Oh, God,” she whispered as she started to move her pussy against my face.
Fucking heaven.
Grabbing onto her hips, I held her still while I worked on her first orgasm.
“Malcolm,” she whispered as she slammed her hands over her mouth while her body trembled. I loved feeling her fall apart. It was one of my favorite things.
When she finally came down, I lifted her hips and said, “Turn around, I want to feel my cock in your mouth.”
She gasped as she quickly moved. I knew she loved it when I talked dirty to her. When she put that sweet pussy back in my face, I slapped her ass, causing her to let out a yelp before taking me into her mouth. Letting out a moan, I let her work me for a bit before I pulled her back onto my face. When she moaned, it vibrated through my entire body, causing me to suck and lick her faster. My finger moved up and coated it with her wetness before I pushed it into her ass, causing her entire body to go rigid and her orgasm to hit her. Each whimper and moan against my cock had me fighting not to let go and spill into her mouth.
I tapped on her hip, signaling her to stop before I came. “Oh God . . . Malcolm . . . I feel myself throbbing.”
Not sure how much longer we could stay in here, I told her to stand. She held onto the wall as she steadied herself.
I picked her up as she wrapped her legs around me while I slowly lowered her onto my cock. “Damn, baby you feel so good.”
It didn’t take me long before I was pouring every ounce of my cum into her body. When I sank down to the ground, I held her so she wouldn’t be on the floor. We both dragged in air while trying to steady our breathing. The door handle moved and we both froze.
“Aw shit. Who locked it?” someone said from the other side of the door. Paislie jumped up and quickly put her panties and jeans back on while I tucked my guy back in and zipped up my pants.
Putting my ear to the door, I lifted my eyebrows and slowly unlocked the door. Barely opening it, I peeked out to see no one was around. We both quickly ran out of the closet and to the elevator like we were fleeing for our lives.
The second the elevator doors shut, we both lost it laughing.
Life with Paislie was amazing and I couldn’t wait to see where she wanted her last orgasm since I only managed to give her two.
The feel of Emmit smacking my back, had me about spitting out my beer.
“You ready?”
With a grin, I replied, “I sure am.”
“You do know how long your wedding ceremony is, right?”
I rolled my eyes and nodded. “I’m well aware of how long it will be.”
“I’m thinking Addie and I will have enough time to sneak out and get in a quickie before anyone misses us.”
My mouth fell. “You’re my best man; you don’t think people will notice you gone?”
With a wave of his hand, he chuckled. “They’ll all be asleep.”
“Fuck you, Lewis. I don’t even know why I asked you to be the best man, you bastard.”
The front door opened and Paislie came running out. “Look what was printed in The Dallas Morning News today.”
She held up the paper and smiled. The picture was of me, Paislie, Emmit, Adaline, Landon, and Hailey all in front of the house with another picture of the vineyards.
The caption read:
Two former NASCAR teammates find life in the slow lane peacefully blissful.
I took in a deep breath and let the cool April air fill my senses. Paislie had thrown bluebonnets out last fall and they were springing up everywhere with all the rain we had gotten this past winter. The smell was amazing.
I took a glance around and smiled. This place really was our home. Everything had been falling into place and I couldn’t have been happier. When we landed a huge deal with a local winery in the hill country, The Dallas Morning News asked to do an interview. Once she got past all the NASCAR questions, we really got to talk about our plans for the future, plus it was a great plug for the bed and breakfast.
“The phone for the bed and breakfast has been blowing up all day and at first I couldn’t figure out why until I realized it was the article in the paper. We are booked up for the next year.”
Emmit and I both looked at her with stunned looks. “What?” Emmit asked as I shook my head.
“Yep. One year out; I finally told Janet to start putting people on a waiting list until I could talk to Addie about how she wanted to do reservations that far out.”
The smile on my future wife’s face caused my body to heat up. Damn, I’d give anything to take her right here.
Elizabeth walked out and it felt like someone poured cold water over me. My semi hard-on was gone in an instant.
“Paislie, the caterer is on the phone.”
A look of horror moved across Paislie’s face as she dashed back into the house, followed by Elizabeth.
“So, what’s it like having one of your wife’s best friend’s be a nun?”
Glaring at Emmit, I shot him the finger as he laughed. “Don’t you have anything else to do besides sit here and harass me? Like go help your wife with your daughter, or anything other than being in my face.”
Emmit stood and flashed me a smile that told me he was about to be up to no good. “Bachelor party tonight.”
“No. Dude, it’s the night before my wedding. There is no way in hell I’m going out with you.”
Emmit shrugged his shoulders. “We’re not going out. We’ll be at the B&B having a grand ole time celebrating the last hours of your freedom.”
A bad feeling swept over me as I stood. “Emmit, I don’t think this is a good idea.”
“It’ll be fine. What happened to the old Malcolm I knew? The guy who looked for any excuse to be a dick and have a good time.”
“I’m going to ignore the dick comment. I fell in love, grew up, and I really don’t want to go to my wedding with a hangover.”
Emmit grinned from ear to ear. “Then don’t drink. We need to be there by eight.”
Before I had a chance to even argue with him, he was gone.
“Shit,” I mumbled as I glanced down to Deuce. “What do you think, boy? Hanging out with the guys one more time isn’t going to hurt, right?”
Deuce barked and then put his head back down as if he was disappointed in me.
“What do you know? You’re a dog.”